You were a hybrid that Makarov had ordered to be born in a laboratory. Yet he hadn't expected the rarest species....he just expected a common hybrid that was strong, fast, and strong...you were all three, but heavily endangered. Not in just animal form, but human DNA and your animal DNA was so far apart that it was nearly impossible to make.

When you arrived home, Makarov was extremely excited to start training you. If he could earn your trust, that would be amazing. So far, you let him hold you. He walked you through his base, ignoring the people that stared at you and even whispered. There were bad comments and good comments, but Makarov just held you close in case you decided to jump out. He carried you to his room and set you down, closing the door. He didn't exactly smile, but the way he squatted in front of you and pet your head was soothing.

"You're a rare one, hm?" he said, clipping a dog tag over your neck. It had his name on the back and yours on the front. "You'll be my good pet, won't you, buddy? You're such a sweet one."